As flown above she stands in beauty still
Though troubled times amidst she has endured
And faced in humbled shame of those whose will
Despoil her honor shrouded and obscured
Beneath her colors dimmed through time and tears
Reveals unyielding strength and fortitude
And lifts in splendor just as she appears
In gesture sways in lithe beatitude
Though hate, despair and sorrow she shall face
Through love and hope and patience she shall thrive
In pride her wave majestic shall encase
Her stage for Freedom endless shall survive
To you, Old Glory, pledge, with honor, I
Your Stars and Stripes forever may they fly
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